Page 50 of Tinder Embrace
With one quick lift, he sprawled me across his lap, and I wreathed my arms around his neck, enjoying the mirth I saw in his gaze.
A playful Davis was a thing of beauty.
I licked my lips, suppressing a smile when his gaze followed my silent invitation. Davis pounced, and I smiled into his mouth, loving how eager he was for me. That was my last coherent thought as I lost myself in our kiss. Gone was any pretense of gentleness.
Our lips and tongues tangled, pressing and sliding in a slick parody of what Ireallywanted.
I squirmed in his lap, trying to get closer, but all the wiggling in the world couldn’t relieve my ache. With a moan of frustration, I braced my hands on the bench and reoriented myself, turning and sliding my thighs to bracket his so we were fully facing each other.
His low grunt of approval and the eager way he kneaded my backside sent a flare of satisfaction through me. Still not close enough, I thrust forward, rubbing against the hard front of his jeans as we shared another soul-stealing kiss.
My world narrowed to the man in front of me. Kissing him, touching him was all that mattered.
Vaguely, I registered the sound of branches crunching in the distance, but Davis understood the true danger, shifting me off his lap and wrapping an arm around me. My breath heaved, and it took me a moment to realize why he’d pulled away.
“Hi.” A cheerful man in his forties greeted us, a parade of children accompanying him into the clearing, followed by a middle-aged woman. My cheeks flushed. A few minutes later, and their family would have witnessed a little more nature than intended.
I was both disappointed and pleased that Davis had the presence of mind to hear the warning signs and respond.
Breathing hard, I worked to regain my composure. My hair was disheveled, my lips swollen and kiss-stung, but at least I still had my clothes on.
Pasting on a broad smile, I nodded at the family. “It’s a beautiful day for a hike,” I said. “Great views.”
The woman’s lips twitched, but she didn’t call me out. The only thing I’d had eyes on was Davis.
Davis nodded, acknowledging their arrival, and bent to pick up his backpack.
“Ready?”
I bit my lip. The rough gravel in his voice immediately made me think of the passionate way we’d spent the last few minutes. Hiking backwas a disappointment after the kiss we’d just shared. I’d been ready for something else entirely, but maybe it was a blessing our audience arrived before we’d gone too far.
The older man snapped his fingers. “Do you have bear spray? Not sure if you saw, but they’ve had a few sightings in the area in the last few weeks. We thought one might be enjoying the clearing until we realized the noises were just you folks.”
Heat flushed my cheeks. Wehadbeen enjoying the clearing, and, apparently, Ihadn’tbeen quiet about it.
Davis tilted his head, patting the cannister on his pack.
“Good, good. Be safe.”
Davis threaded his fingers through mine, tugging me toward the trail, and I waved with my free hand. “Have a great rest of your hike!”
Davis’s long legs ate up the first few feet of the trail, but he pulled back immediately when he realized my shorter stride couldn’t keep up.
“What’s the matter, Davis? Cat got your tongue?”
“Maybe I’m afraid of bears,” he said with mock piety, lips twitching.
I chuckled. The idea of Davis being afraid of anything was laughable. I was pretty sure he could give even a bear a run for its money.
“Are you sure you’re not afraid of being caught naked by a family on a nature walk?” I teased.
“That too.”
“My hero,” I said, placing a hand over my heart. “What happens if we come across a real bear? Will you protect me from that too?”
He grunted. “Nah, pretty sure I can run faster than you.”
Laughter burst from me, and my heart stopped when his solemn expression cracked into a broad grin. Seeing him smile was priceless. Worth almost getting caught in a compromising position by an unsuspecting group of hikers.
